Ghost of the Past

It all started when I was nine at a sleepover with a 5th grader. Of course I was in 4th grade and she was in 5th so I felt cool. On the way to spend the night at her house we planned what we were gonna be doing. When we got there her mom and dad went hunting so we had the house to ourselves.

We were sitting on the couch when out of nowhere a corona beer box fell. We wanted to be paranormal investigators so we always watch ghost shows. So of course we got out the camera. We took a picture, by the time it developed we were weirded out for 2 more boxes had fell. When we looked at our picture we knew we had more stuff on our hands. If you looked at it you could see it was a boy's face right by the boxes.

We got the Ouija board out. When we did we asked what is your name. It spelled out QJ. We asked how old are you . He responded 9. The last question we asked was what year is it. He spelled out 1897. We said if you are here to harm us make a loud tap. Nothing happened so we knew he was good. We went on with our day normally like it never happened. When I went home she came to my house.

We were jumping on  the  trampoline when we decided to play in the dirt. Right then my mom yelled time for lunch. We ate quickly eager to get back to our digging when we realized there were 2 chopsticks in the shape of an x right where we were digging. We had to do something. So we got the board back out and spelled please leave us alone we will do almost anything please. It spelled ok help me crossover. So we prayed with him and soon enough the breeze came as quickly as it left. QJ was in a better place but now 1 year later I still wonder if we really did help him or if we created something more for I feel watched time from time but not always like I'm being watched by evil.

Sent in by Anonymous

Shocked and Confused

Well I really don't have much to tell but I've heard a few ghost stories in my day, I wouldn't say I completely doubt the idea of ghosts but I never had any encounters, and I'm 26, until today.

I was at my second home which is set up like day care but I did not fully move in. I was putting books in the book shelf, brought in a globe and placed a new light bulb on the porch. Once I got done with the books I was throwing the bags away that the books came in and was ready to leave when I heard banging on the wall. It sounded like it was coming from the steps which was about 10 feet from me, it was about 5 or 6 loud hits on the wall.

I am really freaked out and confused that's why I'm on this web site now. I've been watching ghost hunters for about a year now and I kind of wanted to experience something to know for a fact that its real, well now that it happened I'm not that excited, the bangs on the wall were too aggressive and I'm not sure I can move in.

Oh yeah and when I got the house I did a lot of remodeling and we found a door and walls with blood on them, I have no idea what happened in that house but I would like to get to the bottom of it before I lose my mind.

Sent in by Ashley Farris

My Grandmothers Spirit

Hi Friends, I am Ud. I am living in Orissa of country India. The story may not be a big one but I have written as much as possible. I still get afraid whenever I think of that day.

It was really scary and for me specially a horrible day. My grandma expired on that day. I was just going from one room to another in my house. Then suddenly I felt someone running beside me, and I thought it was my little sister. I thought she might be searching something. I just got shocked so I shouted loudly what's she doing.

When I went to that room no one was there, I got very scared. Then suddenly my sister came out from outside and asked me, "what happened". I didn't want her to be afraid so I just told her, "nothing". But I was really scared.

That night my uncles son told me that when he was playing videogame slowly someone was trying to take the blanket off of him but no one was there. Still the blanket was going up. Then he just gathered his blanket and slept quickly but having a fear inside. I still afraid when I remember that day and know exactly what happened.

Written by Ud, Copyright 2009 OurGhostStories.com

Cynthia is home now

You have read my past stories, now here comes another! Me, Julia, & Ben where all settled down when another ghost appeared. I asked her if she had lived in this house, she told us no. She had been haunting an alley in Indianapolis since she was shot & killed. But there was know one to talk to, it was just her all alone.

 She had been to many houses with unwelcome arms. I invited her to live in this house with us. She was very excited. Then we asked her name, she said her name was Cynthia, we all welcomed her with open arms. She moved into the underground house that was under my house, She has had just recently informed me that we all are a nice, happy, family now.

 I told them all not to go blabbing about this to everyone because this wasn’t an orphanage, & they understood, & fallowed my directions. Thank you for reading my story, see you next time.

Story by Allyson

Me and the Little Swing Ghost

Okay so let me just start by saying this is completely true.

Me and my ex-boyfriend broke up like ten months ago and now we started to talk again and stuff. Being a 19 year old girl I get left alone often at home, so he comes to visit me often. So one night my parents decided to go out with friends, and me having nothing to do I asked him if he would come over, so he came and we got a little too friendly with one another. I then got up and said that its not right and left to make us some drinks.

When I got back everything in my room was stuck to the roof and he was staring at me and his eyes were all white. Then he talked to me like he had seven different voices and said that it was wrong that I didn't want to sleep with him. I was so totally freaked out and when I started to pray everything fell to the floor again but to my relief nothing broke and everything was back in place.

When I looked up to see where he was, he was gone. I felt a great shock and left the house. After a few days I didn't hear anything from him so I went to his parents house and they said he died 6 months ago. I was so shocked I collapsed and every night since then he comes and sits on the swing outside my room calling my name over and over till 3 am the morning.

Written by Bianca, Copyright 2009 OurGhostStories.com

The Spirit of Ben

You all know of my last story, My Ghostly Secret, well I am back to tell you more about my power. As I told you about Julia in my last story, this one is about another kid who died in my old house & his name was Benjamen, but i always called him Ben.

 His family where the second owners of the house. He told me how he was killed too. One night a man, no a murderer, snuck into his house & murdered everyone, his parents where able to cross over, but he wasn't . He stayed at my house with me & Julia, he was nice, & he likes to tell stories of his life & we listen, because his stories are fascinating.

 Well thats another ghost story come to an end, stay tuned to read my next one.

Written by Allyson

 

Orbs and A Ghost Girl

It started in 2007, I've been seeing something in my house. All around my house I've been seeing medium sized black orb like things traveling around the room. That was the beginning.

About three months later I saw a dark haired girl, it was facing away from me behind a couch. I thought it was a member of the family so I said, "Lourie?" And it quickly went around the corner. That's when I realized that no one else was home at the time so I looked around the house and I found nothing.

After that I went to sleep and I woke up and got slapped across the face but there was nothing there.

Weeks later I kept seeing a shadow of a person every where I went and I always felt like I was being watched. It's not a good feeling. Still every now and then I catch a glimpse of a girl but it always disappears.

Written by Dean Allison, Copyright 2009

Haunted Shoes

I live in a 400+ year old hall and my dad has lived in it for nearly 50 years and has not seen anything unusual until I bought these new Air Max sneakers/training shoes. It seems like that my shoes have adapted a mind of there own and they end up everywhere when nobody's touched or moved them!

Most nights when I come home from the gym and have been wearing them I put them on the shoe rack next to all my other shoes. In the morning or even sometimes before I go to bed they have moved or gone missing. Even one time in the summer when I left the door open they ended up outside neatly placed on the door mat covered in mud as if the swine's have done a circuit around the garden.

It's definitely not my dad and I don't have any pets what so ever. But it happens almost every night and I haven't seen anything like a figure orb and even the bloody shoes move alone! And nothing strange as happened at all.

Commonly they face the opposite way round, and neatly placed on the door step as if I opened the door and they'd bolt away. I've had them around three months now and the strange phenomena still on goes.

What's going off? Is a ghost got a fetish and is obsessed with my shoes? Is something trying to tell me something? Or are they cursed?

Written by Adam F, Copyright 2009 OurGhostStories.com

Haunted Army Camp in Northern Ireland

When I was little I moved to Northern Ireland. My dad was in the army so we lived on an old army camp.

We checked out some info on our house because we always felt that there was something there but we'd never seen anything until a month after we moved in. Basically the research we did said that the houses there were built on top of bogs and things.

I don't remember much but I do remember playing in the front garden and seeing a black figure in the porch. It was there for ages. At tea time I said to my mum, "who was that man in the porch earlier?" and she looked quite shocked and said no one was there.

A little while later she said to me, "Lauren have you ever seen anything in the house?" and I said no and I soon found out that on the same day objects had been moving around the house and my mum had seen something run past her it was all a bit freaky!

Written by Lauren, Copyright 2009 Ghost-Space.com

Ouija Board in the Barn

I have a history of playing with the Ouija board and I really do believe in it.

My parents split up and one day I was going to my dads barn that was built in 1807. Me and my brother figured it must have had a lot of history so we pulled the Ouija board out and immediately we started having a connection. My brother is an easily distracted person and he saw a wooden bat outside that wasn't his and went to go play with it. I was still playing with the board..

Long story short the bat my brother went to go play with was a boy's named Calby, his dad was an alcoholic and he was drunk and beat Calby with that same bat. Then Calby's dad burned him in the fire pit that we use to this day. I almost started crying when I found all this out. I love you calby.

Sent in by Kelly, Copyright 2009 OurGhostStories.com

Grandma Visits Me in My Dreams

Three years ago I was 13. My grandma from my dads side had just died. I didn't really know her but she was like a really good person - she did charity work and volunteered a lot.

I only saw her on Christmas and New years. After she died my life hasn't been the best. Three months after she passed on my dad lost his job. That week she visited me in my dream and talked to me about it. She also told me to tell him to think  about selling cars. I woke up that next morning and suggested it - he said ok and guess what - now he owns a car dealership. Then aunt got Cancer. My grandma visited me in my dreams for that too and told me she would be ok.

Its been three years and my grandma still visits me in my sleep. The last time she did it was because me and my friend had been in a fight. She told me to apologize first and talk it with her and everything would work out fine- which it did.

I'm really glad she visits me. Does anyone else have a story like this? This is 100% true and I love you grandma.

Sent in by Tori Beth, Copyright 2009

The Tapping of the Cane

About two to three years ago, I was sitting in my room and was reading a book. My mom was in the her room, which wasn't very far from mine. All of a sudden I heard a tapping noise like a cane hitting the floor above me. The thing is that we don't have an attic. I called my mom in and when she got there it stopped. I told her to wait but it never started. She left and the tapping began again only a little louder. Again I called her and again it stopped. She left and it started a third time. When she came again and left, it never started again. I told my family and they said it was a squirrel but I say no. Then I learned that an old lady used to live in the house and that she had a cane! This happened a couple of years after the house fire.

Also when I go in the basement, I always get a funny feeling like someone is watching me. I know that an old man lived here and that his workshop was in the basement. The basement is the only original part of the house left. It was smoke damaged. He actually built all the furnishings in the house.

Sent in by Michelle, Copyright 2009 OurGhostStories.com